Baby Cody arrived with me (Ampa) in Hemel Hempstead almost a month ago. We spent a day or two at home, me arguing with a horrible client, while BC recovered from the journey from Yorkshire. Apparently it was a long flight and very difficult flying, since the cardboard box was very constrictive.

No sooner had he adjusted to his new environment than he was off again - whisked away, down the M4 to visit my extremely lovely girlfriend in South Wales. Here we stayed for a week of surprises to celebrate my 33rd birthday.

Baby Cody with Ampa... and time to move on.Baby Cody with Ampa... and time to move on.

Later in the week we all went for a nice walk along the beach at St Donats, where I failed to find any dinosaur footprints, but Baby Cody did find some excellent nesting sites.

Baby Cody with Ampa... and time to move on.Baby Cody with Ampa... and time to move on.Baby Cody with Ampa... and time to move on.Baby Cody with Ampa... and time to move on.

We even found time for a quick flying lesson.

Baby Cody with Ampa... and time to move on.

Towards the end of our stay we went fruit picking. BC thought the Pyracantha's berries were the tastiest, and heartily recommended that they go with the apples into the crumble.

Baby Cody with Ampa... and time to move on.

Back home in Hemel Cody has been assisting me with the manufacturing process for the next batch of Monkey Dash. Admittedly the majority of the help has been in the form of verbal encouragement, and impractical suggestions!

Finally we went to Paradise Wildlife Park, where I took a day course in airbrush painting with reigning World Bodyart Champion Alex Hansen while Cody made friends with the meercats.

Baby Cody with Ampa... and time to move on.

I have thoroughly enjoyed the time Cody's spent with me, but can tell that he is getting itchy feet (wings?) and is ready to move on... so who shall he visit next?